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My sweat was falling to his chest, and he sucked my breast and played with it with his hot, wet tongue. His powerful arms grasp my hand hard to prevent me from fleeing, but I am so weary; how can I escape from him? Ultimately, he will tell everyone that he is my husband. When I told everyone that I was fucked against my consent, no one would believe my story because Sebastian was hot and handsome, as with his desirable smoking appearance, no one could resist him but me! I give up after every thrust he makes and allow him to do whatever he wants until I collapse on his arms and fall asleep.

She tasted so good, I want more. I whisper "do not start something you can not finish it. If you start it I will fuck you till morning. You can not walk for week. And hear it I do not like gentle sex. So think about it, now sleep beside me. Do not move too much, some parts of my body got easily excited " I sleep in peace that night. I keep her on my arms that night. Drinking made people suffer in my case it help me a lot. If I am on my sence I can not do those

Mark kneels beside the bed, hands tied, cock rock hard and leaking despite the shame on his face. I stand over them, strap-on still buckled around my waist, my own pussy throbbing and leaking down my thighs. “You spent years tearing me down,” I tell Lena, voice sweet but dripping with venom. “Stole my man. Married him. Now the whole world is going to watch me destroy you.” Victor grabs a thick vibrating plug from our bag of toys and pushes it deep into Lena’s ass without warning. She screams as the vibrations start, her body shaking. I climb onto the bed in front of her and force her face back into my cum-filled cunt.

The sound of his skin slapping against mine was music to my ears. I was a wreck under him. I wanted to be used, to be broken open by his strength. I shifted, begging him for more, my voice a slurry of curses and pleas. He flipped me onto my back, pulling my legs up until my knees were pinned against my chest and he dove back in. The change in angle hit my prostate with every stroke, sending jolts of pleasure through my limbs until I was shaking.

three times in two weeks. Rachel, twenty-eight, who'd brought her husband for "erectile dysfunction therapy" and now came alone twice a week. Elena, twenty-five, whose boyfriend couldn't make her squirt....but Dr. Stone could, and now she was addicted to the sensation. They all knew why they were there. All knew what happened behind that closed office door. All knew they couldn't stop coming back. One by one, they were called in. One by one, they were thoroughly fucked.

She began to rock herself against Loreta's fingers, but Loreta pulled out her fingers and popped them into her mouth, licking the moist off them. “Spread your legs wide open, girl.” Loreta ordered Maya, bringing her head down to look at Maya's wet pussy. “I want to have a taste,” she said and swept her tongue across the warm pussy, giving it a good lick. Gently, she sucked on the clitoris. “Hmm, yummy.” Maya began pleading. “Please —” Not stopping the use of her tongue, Loreta inserted her fingers back into Maya's wide pussy again, fucking the girl ruthlessly.

he said winking at the girl and she blushed hard wishing that she would at least one day be this guy's girl for a night. Who wouldn't, not that he is the richest or wealthiest youth here but there's something in him that was irresistible to anyone, just like what Jose noticed earlier in his eyes but didn't think much about it, the girl was still blushing even when she was already leaving to get the condoms the boss requested "Whoa, you got'em tight don't you" Jose said still in disbelief when he saw the girl's reaction, Francis just smirked at him and said nothing, Jose saw two girls and a guy in a corner fucking, one of the girl tied the guy up, restricting him from doing anything out of hi

I wanted to reach for him, but he was too far away and, as if that wasn’t enough, Mason increased his pace, and I was a goner. I screamed, feeling a million sensations I really couldn’t describe attacking me at once. As Mason continuously plowed into me, I gasped for air until my body couldn’t take it anymore, a scream ripping through my throat as my orgasm took me to worlds unknown. Tears slipped down my eyes from the glorious feeling. He slapped my boobs again, earning a moan instead of my initial yelp. He pulled out of me and inserted two fingers into me again. "Fuck! You’re so wet!" He pulled out his finger quickly and slammed into me with his hard cock again.

It was a bit agonizing, I felt too full, so I put my hands on his chest, trying to push him away a little, but he started to pull out a little, not enough to ease my entry, and he went back in, giving short thrusts. I began to moan loudly as he began to flick my clitoris rapidly with his fingers. The strong strokes, and the loud slaps of our sexes hitting each other, were too much for me. I came quickly, my body shook as if an avalanche was coming out and meeting another one coming in from the outside, Anthony's cum.

, Valerie simply said causing Megan to squint her eyes at her. "Okay?...just okay?..nothing else", Megan asked. "What else?...it was okay. I agreed to marry that arrogant punk and he threatened me...how pathetic of him", Valerie scoffed when she remembered what transpired between her and Valentino earlier. "What!. You mean you agreed to marry him. Why did you do that, you don't even have feelings for him and aunt Avery is gonna kill you", Meg said with a loud voice "I know that and I agreed purposely, I wanted to teach Mariana a good lesson and the only way to do that is take away the only thing that makes her happy", Valerie smirked